The worst part about falling in love
is that it makes you forget
about everything that happened before
The scars from a backstabbing
becomes smoother than silk
The cracks in the broken heart
are just chinks in the armor
And every new love that comes
Feels like the first time, every time
You want to tell the whole world
but instead, these feelings are hidden and secret
And when the love of your life walks into a room
your mouth is sewn shut
and you wish he could read the secret in your eyes
Instead he sees right through you.
Every emotion piles up inside
The desire to say what’s on your mind
The fear of his rejection and the inevitable fallout
The anger towards anyone who comes close to him
The jealousy of the women who own the room
The sadness and hopelessness of never getting a chance
And yet on the surface, everything is fine.
You wait until you are alone
And then you let the tears come down
Nobody comes to help
because nobody can hear the silent screams
or the shattering of your broken heart.
And no matter what you’ve felt before
The pain is still new
because you thought that this time
it would be different
Instead it just becomes another broken heart
another cycle of self-loathing and unanswered questions
All hidden beneath the surface
All kept secret
Because you’re the girl who keeps smiling
Even when inside, you’re silently screaming